His breath hitched and shuddered as she heard the sound of another thicker cane scrap across the ground. And he spoke with a sort of smile in his voice. Her head perked in recognition of the voice that addressed her and she smiled brightly. It was a huskier voice that always sounded a bit lost in thought and was cool like spring water. Tomohina was able to get to the piano, placing her hand on its sleek edge. Her face tilted towards his voice, but her eyes stayed directed at the ground. Her dark hair was tied loosely over one shoulder, its wispy wavy ends more wild than usual what with her having taken a bath back in her room. It always made her hair a bit more fluffy and wavier than usual. "Nobuyuki-san," she said with a warm glowing grin, "so it was you who played so lively."

"Well," she hesitated but gave a small sheepish laugh, "It proves difficult finding steady friends, but everything in it's time, right?" She turned towards the piano, brushing her fingers over the keys, the ivory feeling smooth and cool even in the humid sunny day. "And you?" she asked in her gentle yet clear voice, "How have you fared? But then you have been here longer, so you must have a bit of an unfair advantage." It was a tender tease, just like when he had first spoken, though she felt a bit out of her comfort zone speaking so familiarly. But it felt relaxing to talk to someone she sort of knew. There was only too much polite conversations with stranger that she could take before feeling a bit downcast and wary of ever making friends. Yet it seemed this upperclassman, Kyle Parker and maybe even that upperclassman she had met at the pool were the ones she talk more casually too. With other girls she got too excited and would revert to speaking formally, which was perhaps her flaw. It put too much distance between her and others, she realized. Even so, speaking to the calm upperclassman was more freeing than she formerly realized. Perhaps it was because she only seemed to meet the kind who's voices effected her in more relaxing ways.